Tales Of Animal Healing

Stories about Animal Healing

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Receiving Healing From A Farmers Pony

Many animals are wonderful healers in their own right. (All animals are here on earth as our teachers.)  Over the years I have received some amazing healing from a variation of animals, recently most especially from horses.

For two years I had been engaged in a deep caring role with my elderly mother Janet. Shortly after her passing in early May last year, I treated myself to a brief escape. My destination: a beautiful, magical location in Snowdonia where we had both shared many happy holidays over the years. It felt important for me to leave behind the recent challenging experiences and to recapture the more joyful memories of earlier years.

I set out on a spectacular walk that Janet used to love. A bridle path (reputed to be an ancient Roman Road) that follows the side of a mountain, with a beautiful river running through the base of a narrow valley, the views here are breath taking.

Halfway along the trail, grazing peacefully on the mountain slope some distance beneath me I spotted Rosie. Rosie is a small, elderly welsh pony belonging to a local farmer, who passes her days out on the mountainside amongst the sheep.  Being an only horse with just the sheep for company, I knew that Rosie also enjoys the company of passing humans. Using a simple animal communication exercise, I expanded my energy field outward by intention and invited the pony to blend her field with my own. I asked Rosie if she would like some company today. In response to my request, Rosie lifted her head, turned to face me and let out a small welcoming nicker of greeting.

I picked my way carefully down the steep mountain slope to meet her. We shared some enjoyable moments of fussing and scratching.  Rosie’s company was very relaxing and I sat down on a soft clump of grass for a few moments rest. At that moment everything around me came into a sharp focus. I gazed at the surrounding beauty, the blue sky, the gorse gleaming bright yellow in the sunshine, the river running far below us. I listened to the buzzards calling, the sheep grazing, the distant sound of the river flowing. I felt acutely present. Rosie lay down on the grass beside me. 

I felt inexplicably tired so I lay down in the warm, soft grass. Rosie stretched herself out and lay flat out nearby. I fell into a deep state of rest, and I could hear Rosie’s voice in my head as she was speaking to me.

Rosie shared her advice with me, she spoke to me about acceptance and the importance of letting go. She told me that happiness always follows a letting go.  Rosie added that the only way to happiness is to let go, and to allow all of our life to be a great letting go. She showed me that animals have a much wider perception and understanding of death than we humans do. That death is not the end, it is just a return to a state of pure love, the same state of love from which we all came.

We lay peacefully together, horse and human, on the side of the mountain for some half an hour.

The early May sunshine cooled and I came out of my reverie. I noticed that a number of sheep were lying down beside us as well. I stood up to leave and Rosie got to her feet. I scratched her mane in gratitude and reluctantly said goodbye to her. She looked me in the eye and conveyed that I would always be her friend.

In a state of quiet, deep wonder I climbed back up the slope. As I reached the bridle path I glanced back down the mountainside at my friend. She was grazing peacefully amongst the sheep as if nothing unusual had happened.


Kate Davies






If you believe in the innate beauty and goodness of the human species. If you hold a great love for this beautiful planet that we all share. Avaaz is a great place to sign, for it brings out the best in all of our hearts. It is no coincidence that ‘Heart’ is ‘Earth’ spelt differently. Be a voice.


Kate Davies


Your Legacy

A poem to my mother Janet, to whom we said goodbye today:


The early years

A cuddly Mum

A life filled with animals

Freedom and fun.


Shut the door

Head out, explore

The Warwickshire lanes and meadows

Picnics in the sun

With friends and laughter

This is your legacy.

This was our fun.


You loved to adventure

To gather up your girlfriends

Trish, Elaine, Teddy and Jenny and Jen

To the woods or the Welsh hills,

Mountain streams or seashores

The beauty of Nature

Always your theme.


When teenage years arrived

The fun multiplied

The boyfriend was welcomed

With huge family gatherings

Alcohol generously supplied.


You and Jack loved to party

You gathered so many friends

Your parties are a legend

That none shall transcend.


You were always a rebel

You did things your way

You were never quiet

You would have your say.


Your life was a statement

Your message to the world

“Nothing matters.

It’s only important to have FUN.”


In recent years

Our roles reversed

And you became

My girlie.

So go, girlie, go

Show Heaven fun

Show Heaven how fun it is done

Go light up the Heavens with your fun and your parties

I will join with you, when my time has come.


Kate Davies



Yesterday I had the most incredible experience when visiting my elderly disabled mother. Janet is currently staying in respite care with Runwood Homes.

I had not seen her for one week as I had been away and on visiting I find that there is a massive change in her consciousness. It is difficult to describe, she has clearly developed some Alzheimers – but in such a wonderful, positive GLOWING sort of way.

She is smiling brightly and she says “It’s good to die with a smile on your face” Her face is ablaze with pure consciousness.

Her conversation is fascinating and extraordinary. She appears to be functioning in several planes of existence simultaneously, for example;

Janet: “Death is amazing. You are so CONSCIOUS”

Me: “You are still alive, Janet. We are still on the earth plane”

Janet: “Are we? Life is amazing. Isn’t it a miracle that we are on the earth? Life is a miracle” and “Life is eternal, it goes on and on and on. It never ends.”

Janet speaks about her life and all the fun that she had. She is smiling and chuckling away to herself a lot. She says, “Nothing really matters. Nothing is important. It’s only important to HAVE FUN.”

She is speaking about her father Richard Maslin. Then she switches, she is talking about remembering him being born in London and she is saying that Richard Maslin was her great grandson. I prompt her gently that Richard was her father and she says “Oh yes, that was in a different life, not this one.”

Janet is not sure if her surname is Maslin or Moss. She says “What does it matter? What’s in a name? We are all the same spirit.”

Janet thinks that I am her granddaughter. She asks me “Who was your mother? Who was your father?”

I say “Jack and Janet”. “Oh yes, of course” she says, and we find that terribly funny.

Her face is fascinating.  As I am talking with her, her face is changing all the time. I see all these different faces appearing, from many different lives. Her soul is revealing itself in all its brightness and brilliance and her personality is beautiful, and really not at all like the Janet that I have known.

I offered her the simplest tiny piece of chocolate and you would have thought that I had fetched the stars out of the sky for her. There was so much enthusiasm for the moment. She had so much joy and appreciation for just the tiniest thing.

It was so much fun. We laughed and laughed about everything. After two hours I could barely tear myself away.

An extraordinary experience.

Kate Davies

Short Bio

I am a joy filled life surfer riding high on the wave of rising awareness.
Of course I often slip and fall off my board. Then I am plunged into the wild, dark waters of human emotion. For a while.
But I can always climb back on my board,
There is always another wave,
There is always another chance.
I am interested in holistic health care and the mind-body-spirit connection and
I believe in personal responsibility.
In this awareness there are no accidents.
Life does not happen to us,
We happen to life.
We do not live through life
Life lives through us.

Kate Davies